Where’s Spot is a significant book in our family. It was never read to Ryan Joseph, but he used to read it to his cousin, Kevin, when he went to stay for a week after Amanda was born. It was the perfect gift for my sister, Becky, to get for the twins. I can understand why it is a favorite book for so many children. The twins check under each flap, as if this time he might actually appear. Dr. Seuss, on the other hand, I don’t understand the attraction to. I didn’t even like his books as a child. I remember enjoying the Golden Books over and over. A shelf of them looked impressive with their gold bindings. There were no flaps in those days. But there was Gramma’s lap and the rocking chair. How wonderful that there’s a way to go back to that special feeling of being enveloped in softness and love when you hold your own children and grandchildren to read to them. Maybe the reading is just a way of holding them there for a longer time.
Do you remember the joy of seeing the dust floating in a sunbeam? Nathan noticed them at my house this week and exclaimed, “bubbles!” I remember my brother, Jeffrey, seeking a place to sit in the sun and enjoy the “bubbles.” He used to move his hands through the sunbeam to stir them up. What a beautiful way to look at the dirt in our lives. How could I have missed the beauty of bubbles for so many years?
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